then allow me to show you the flip side of the coin.
I've had amazing book signings, sales and reviews. Here's what my publicist told me to expect as an unknown, first time author. Unless you're a political celebrity or a NY Times bestseller the average books you will sell at a booksigning event are - get this - 3. With that said, I have been selling anywhere from 16-50 per event. I've had awesome reviews on Amazon and Barnes and Noble.
But THEN last Saturday rolls in .....
First of all let's back up a bit. I have kept my promise to you. Remember? The one to bring you along every step of the way from writing the story, to finding a publicist, publisher and the whole nine yards? The promise to tell you the good, the bad and the ugly?
Well Saturday was ugly. I won't tell you where the book signing was because 1) they were kind enough to have me, and 2) my bad day wasn't their fault.
The positive aspect was that 7 friends showed up and supported me and I love them dearly for it! Thank you Whitney, Jennifer and Che, Sean and Anita, Carol and Bob.
When they weren't there I sat alone. For 4 hours. No one speaks, smiles, makes eye contact or acknowledges me. Well, except for the lady that snarled at me. Does that count?
I don't want to give aspiring writers out there the notion that people are just waiting behind a velvet rope with tons of security and I'm strutting in on the red carpet to sit down and sign to thousands of cheering people.
I'm not crazy about signings to begin with. Those first few minutes are evil. People are curious but they're afraid you're going to give then a hard sell. Usually I have my assistant come with me to pass out push cards that give the synopsis of the book in one short paragraph. She gently chats with them about the book, lets them know the move rights have been sold and Discovery filmed a documentary.
But alas my trusy sidekick couldn't make it Saturday so I was on my own. (JQ I missed you!!) I couldn't wait to get outta there!
A very large lesson in humility, right? But wait! More lessons on the way.
I check my ratings today. One 4-star and nine 5-star ratings on Amazon and the reviews are awesome. Yesss! Then I click over to Barnes and Noble. Yesss!!! Two more 5-star ratings and two great reviews.
Now over to Goodreads to see those rave reviews...huh?
Two, 2-star ratings. And one bad review. And since I have vowed to be honest with you I'm even gonna share the review.
"Interesting story. Poorly written." Ouch.
(She also hated bestseller, "Eat, Pray, Love" so at least I'm in good company.)
So what do you do when your ego takes a double whammy in one short weekend?
Pout. Analyze it. Vow to never write again. Pout. Blog. Did I mention pout?
Then you pull yourself up by your boot straps and ask yourself this one burning question.
Do you love to write? Do you exist to write? Is it the first you think about in the morning and the last thing you think about at night? If you can answer 'yes' then you take out pen and paper and you write again. And again, and again, and again.
Which is what I'm preparing to do. Full time. "False Victim" is doing well enough that I'm able to leave my job behind and make writing my full time career.
So no more time for pouting. I have a new manuscript that needs to be finished by December.
Until next time....